" "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. “Veronica!” cried Miss Stanley, warningly, and, “Peter!” For a moment they seemed on the verge of an altogether desperate scuffle. Lucy sighed. ‘And I’d like to know what the devil—’ ‘Out of town?’ repeated Melusine, stupefied. It was true.
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